Archiwum
- Index
- Giovanni Guareschi [Don Camillo 01] The Little World of Don Camillo (pdf)
- Christine Young [Highland 01] Highland Honor (pdf)
- Chalker Jack L W Świecie Studni 5 Zmierzch przy Studni Dusz (pdf)
- Dahlia Rose, Brenda Steele, Regina Paul, Dorian Wallace Mating Season (anth.) (pdf)
- Cooper McKenzie [Menage Amour 161 Club Esotera 03] Minding Mistress (pdf)
- Dena Garson [Emerald Isle Fantasies 03] Ghostly Persuasion [EC Twilight] (pdf)
- 33 1 3 087 Serge Gainsbourg's Histoire de Melody Nelson Darran Anderson (pdf)
- Alan Burt Akers [Dray Prescot 07] Arena of Antares (pdf)
- Ciara Lake [Xihirian Shifters 01] Xihirah [Siren Classic] (pdf)
- Ian Rankin [Jack Harvey 03] Blood Hunt (v4.0) (pdf)
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her brow. Though you feel cool enough.
He didn t know. How could he? She hadn t told him, so it was no wonder he
didn t understand. He needed to understand now. There was no choice, not if she
was to get the help she needed to find Balfour. Now was not the time for secrets.
Too much depended on her finding Balfour before it was too late, and if that meant
revealing secrets that no one else knew, she d do it.
Some secrets, not all.
Tasi looked around at the traders watching her with a mixture of curiosity and
concern. I need your promise to never repeat what I tell you. Please.
Of course, Simon replied instantly.
Trust me, lass, Heddam added quietly, These walls have heard more secrets
and seen more things than you could imagine.
That was comforting, and somehow she believed it was true. The Aoras might
not mix with other races and species, but they knew what was around them, their
neighbours in space. Knowledge was the best defence and one never knew when
defence would be needed. The Daamens were well known for their loyalty to
friends and family, and their trustworthiness.
What you saw just now, she began, It wasn t me being hurt. The Guardians
have a mental thread, a way of communicating in times of urgency and when apart.
Most of us can only feel and see things through another Guardian s mental sight,
through our kyrats. But the Head Guardian can communicate and call us directly.
Balfour called me.
It looked like you were in pain, Mikal stated bluntly.
Heddam s hand at her back rubbed comfortingly and she felt him lean just a
little closer to her. His gaze was intent on her face and she had no doubt his
protective movement was unconscious. It warmed her but she couldn t dwell on it.
Not now.
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It wasn t my pain, she told Mikal. It was Balfour s.
Your Head Guardian is injured?
Yes. And he needs me.
Do you know where he is? Heddam asked.
I can follow the mental link. He ll keep it open now to guide me. All I need is
access to the galaxy map. Tasi switched her gaze to Simon. One more favour I
ask. Please.
You want us to take you to him, Simon replied.
Or drop me off on the nearest planet and get me a small spaceship. That ll do.
I ll find him myself. Please. She looked up at Heddam, the urgency filtering
through her again. Please. I don t have much time. Balfour needs me, and he
needs me now.
Tasi
She pushed down her pride. There was no place for it now. Please. I ll do
whatever you want later, Heddam, but I need to go.
He looked long and deep into her eyes, his gaze searching. The seconds ticked
past and she tensed with each precious second. But she had to make him
understand that he was her only hope now.
Please, she repeated, and gripped his hand. Heddam, whatever you want, I ll
do it. Just give me this. Let me return to Balfour and do my duty.
Her words hung in the air between them.
Reaching up, she laid her hand on his cheek and pulled gently. Immediately he
lowered his head towards her and she stretched up and placed her mouth next to his
ear and whispered, Heddam, this isn t your decision to make. The time for
arguing is not now. This is my life, my duty, what I do. You don t understand what
is at stake here and therefore it is not for you to decide. Don t make me fight you.
The only way you can keep me here is in chains or locked up. Your prisoner. I
can t allow that, and if I start fighting, you ll get hurt, very hurt. You don t know
what I m capable of. Please, Heddam, don t make it come to that. Don t make me
fight you.
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The silence in the cargo hold seemed to stretch for eternity. Heddam stayed still,
his hand warm at her back, the heat of his big body surrounding her, his long, thick
hair spilling over his shoulders to cling to her shirt.
She kept her mouth at his ear, her hand against his rough-hewn cheek, forcing
her breathing to stay steady as she waited. What she asked was out of politeness.
She didn t want to fight him, and she didn t want to hurt him physically. She didn t
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